Harry went on a new circular walk round Radley Lakes and who should he meet but Roger with his pack of dachshunds. None of the original members of the pack has survived since the last time Harry saw them about six years ago. They used to all gang up on Harry and bark very fiercely. The new pack of younger dachshunds were much better. Not a bark to be heard.
A few minutes on, and Harry sat down and refused to move. Under his chin a sticky burr had got stuck. I pulled that off but for the next few hours he seemed to have something stuck in his mouth too. I am glad to say that cleared without an expensive visit to the vet.
HOORAY, HIP! HIP!
3 days ago